I used to be a fat kid, most of my family is obese or have some health issues relating to it. Every time I tried saying I wanted to lose weight as a kid my grandmother wouldn't leave the drive through until I got something, hell I couldn't save food for later because she made me eat it even if I was full or didn't want it (TBF was a picky eater)

So then I had a whole lot of issues and got burns under my elephant titties and needed powder, when i finally got away from her I had a diabetic scare. I worked out and when she found out I was losing weight by accident (my mom let it slip) she said "heh, I give him a week", my mom then grilled her and told her I've been going for a month. Those words are at me and i eventually gave up.

This year I got rejected and another diabetic scare so I took it seriously. Used to be 6'2 300lbs and now 256lbs. My back issues are gone, girls are talking to me more since I don't smell and my personality got better. My mom lost weight too and family memebers started noticing. My sister is currently going for it since she got freshman 15 at her college, my aunt recently asked me what I did and I'm overall in a great mood mentally. Guess who has diabetes and who probably doesn't? This guy! Im going to get tested again.

She's now staying over for god knows how long, Seeing her glare at me during her stay here brings me nothing but joy. My doctor told me to walk my imaginary dog and exercise, She has act knowledged my weight loss but when people on the phone see me in the background of her calls they start complementing me and she gets quiet all of a sudden, those words she used to ruin my motivation is now lifting me to new highs, hatred and pettiness is the only thing motivating me. Take that you chicken cutlet, ham legged, circular sausage filled, meat sweat, full speed waddling looking ass. When weightloss is brought up you try to make yourself invisible but I see you. I’m scared of needles and even entertaining the thought of being like you fills me with disgust.

I know your trying to sabotage me every day and glaring when I reject your food or I just fast after. I used to walk around shirtless out of uncomfortability, but now i occasionally do it to spite you, make all the digs you want at me. I don't care it means you are watching, watching me the first born grandson, your granddaughter, and my Mom losing weight and seeing the misery on your face brings me joy. Doing something I know you failed at and mocked me for even considering as a kid is the only reason I'm excited for school, so I can go to my weight lifting class. You waddle while I can run. Stare...STARE AND MY SMALLER MAN BOOBS, LOOK AT ME WALKING WITHOUT BREATHING HEAVY.

Still no girlfriend though...

Edit: I scrolled through my camera roll and holy-shit I was big.

Edit 2: Thanks for the awards you wonderful people, didnt know this would blow up.